DJ Chop Up, DJ Richter - 2Pac & Biggie - Hell Bound lyrics

It's cold outside (yeah) biggie Smalls!
Makaveli fuckers
(This is a DJ Chop Up
And DJ Richter exclusive)

Picture me in heaven, a worthless buddha head
Fuck that shit, rather hell instead
I wanna tote guns, I wanna slit wrists
Any repercussions, spit clips
Niggas don't like me 'cause I'm thuggin'
Pray to god I don't scream
When it's time to fry
Bustin' on these motherfuckers in my mask
Wonder if I'm hellbound?

When I die, fuck it, I wanna go to hell
Cause I'm a piece of shit
It ain't hard to fucking tell
It don't make sense
Going to heaven with the goodie-goodies
Dressed in white
I like black Timbs and black hoodies
God'll prolly have me on
Some real strict shit no sleeping all day
No getting my dick licked
Hanging with the goodie-goodies
Lounging in paradise fuck that shit
I wanna tote guns and shoot dice
All my life I been considered as the worst
Lying to my mother
Even stealing out her purse
Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
I know my mother wish she
Got a fucking abortion
She don't even love me like she
Did when I was younger
Sucking on her chest just to
Stop my fucking hunger i wonder if I died
Would tears come to her eyes?
Forgive me for my disrespect
Forgive me for my lies
I swear to God I want to just
Slit my wrists and end this bullshit
Throw the Magnum to my head
Threaten to pull shit
And squeeze, until the bed's completely red
I'm glad I'm dead
A worthless fucking buddha head
The stress is building up, I can't
I can't believe suicide's on my fucking mind
I wanna leave i swear to God I feel like
Death is fucking calling me
But nah, you wouldn't understand

Picture me in heaven, a worthless buddha head
Fuck that shit, rather hell instead
I wanna tote guns, I wanna slit wrists
Any repercussions, spit clips
Niggas don't like me 'cause I'm thuggin'
Pray to god I don't scream
When it's time to fry
Bustin' on these motherfuckers in my mask
Wonder if I'm hellbound?

They wanna bury me
I'm worried - I'm losin' my mind
Look down the barrel of my 9
And my vision's blurry fallin' to pieces
Am I guilty? I pray to the Lord
But he ignores me, unfortunately
‘cause I'm guilty
Show me a miracle, I'm hopeless
I'm chokin' off marijuana smoke
With every toke it's like I'm losin' focus
Fallin' to sleep while I'm at service
When will I die?
Forever paranoid and nervous
Because I'm high don't mention funerals
I'm stressin' and goin' nutty
And reminiscin' 'bout them niggas
That murdered my buddy
I wonder: When will I be
Happy? Ain't nothin' funny
Flashbacks of bustin' caps
Anything for money is there a future for a
Killer? I change my ways
But still that don't promise me the next day
So I stay thuggin' with a passion
Forever blastin'
I'm bustin' on these motherfuckers
In my madness they wonder if I'm hellbound
Well, Hell can't be worse than this
‘cause I'm in Hell now
Don't make me hurt you, I don't want to
But I will
Seen motherfuckers killed over phone bills
Never will I die, I'll be back
Reincarnated as a motherfuckin' MAC
-11, ‘cause in Heaven there's
No shortage on G's i'm tellin' you now: You
Motherfuckers don't know me
You don't know me!
Picture me in heaven, a worthless buddha head
Fuck that shit, rather hell instead
I wanna tote guns, I wanna slit wrists
Any repercussions, spit clips
Niggas don't like me 'cause I'm thuggin'
Pray to god I don't scream
When it's time to fry
Bustin' on these motherfuckers in my mask
Wonder if I'm hellbound?
Picture me in heaven, a worthless buddha head
Fuck that shit, rather hell instead
I wanna tote guns, I wanna slit wrists
Any repercussions, spit clips
Niggas don't like me 'cause I'm thuggin'
Pray to god I don't scream
When it's time to fry
Bustin' on these motherfuckers in my mask
Wonder if I'm hellbound?